a lurid and juicy tell-all of life as a moonbat liberal in the great state of Maryland. join the exodus from the mind control of mass markets and compassionate conservativism. here's still a patch of sky for the common good.

Spasms of joy after a tense 24 hours in which it was fairly obvious that his wife's breast cancer had returned. Since they were giving a news conference from their hometown, your moonbat figured the worst... that Edwards would withdraw, the only candidate on either side of the aisle she's heard a clear vision come out of the mouth of. Yet, miracle or miracles, Edwards remains in the race for President. Much will be made of the fact that his wife's cancer is out of remission and she will be receiving treatment, but let's assume the worst.

You have a malignant form of breast cancer, and one of these near years you are going to die as it turns your body into a twisted pile of goo. Do you want to sit around your house waiting for it to happen, or have the time of your life? Do you want to leave your young husband with no employment, to gamble his fortune away in Vegas, or do you want to see him win the highest post of civil service in the country? Come on, moonbat would have the time of her life.

Campaigning for America's Next Top President!!Clear, moral, unafraid: America should be the moral leader of the world; all Americans should have health care; eliminate poverty; strengthen the middle class; lead the fight against global warming and achieve energy independence. If only we could turn Edwards into a President like you turn a frog into a prince. Moonbat's all ready to pucker up!!